"You don't frighten me," I said. It was not quite true. I was afraid of what I expected from him, from any man or monster, but he'd never offered any proof to my fears. "Good." Still, he didn't pull me closer, shift himself between my thighs. I leaned in, rested my chest to his, wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my cheek on his shoulder. His other arm joined the first, draping around my back. He sighed again, and on his breath came more néktar, richer than a cheap alleyway fuck with a human, sweeter too. The clawing softened to a pleading, but Asterion's offerings didn't dwindle in
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